Conquer the World

Chapter 979 The Lord Is Here

Mu San gets up very early every day. The place he rents is quite remote. If you want to buy some vegetables and meat, you need to walk half an hour to get there. However, since six months ago, meat has not been available in Chang'an City. As for vegetables, they can be bought, but the price of a Chinese cabbage is enough to stagger.

If they were trapped in another city for several years, I'm afraid that people in the city could start eating people. The city of Chang'an is big enough, and there are always hundreds of miles, and there are always places to grow some grain and vegetables. It's not funny at all. The scenes that I would never see in the past are happening naturally in Changan City.

For example, people with a vegetable field in Chang'an City will employ more than a dozen good bodyguards. And the cost of these bodyguards is not too high, as long as the tube is full. If it weren't for the troops in Chang'an City, they could also guarantee law and order, and it would not happen that the bodyguard killed the employer and took the vegetable garden as his own.

Because there are more than one grain silo in Changan City, the supply of grain is not too stretched. No matter who is in power in the court, at this time, as long as there is no stupid-extreme force, will not do the stupid thing of not giving ordinary people food. The enemies on the outside are the incomparable high walls of Chang'an City. If the people in the city are annoyed, the enemies on the outside will be happy to bloom.

The grain storage in the city of Chang'an has always been abundant. Even if the population of the city is so large, the two granaries in the city plus the official warehouse of the Ministry of Households will be enough for people to eat for twenty to thirty years.

However, the adequacy of food only dilutes some people's panic and does not make the people live as quietly and practically as before. After all, there is a shout of siege almost every day outside the city. On the surface, if people are indifferent, they will sometimes be afraid of the ruin of the fantasy city.

Mu San has been away from eating for a long, long time. To be honest, he doesn't know if he has a companion around him now. Every day, he expects someone to come out suddenly and tell him that he is here to pick him up, thinking so day after day, that his current spirit is a bit abnormal.

When he walked on the street, he always looked at the corner to see if anyone had left a mark. In the past, he was most afraid of traveling at night, but now he is used to wandering on the street every night like a ghost. He has been able to avoid the street officers and soldiers accurately, and even bored to count each team of soldiers in the past. What's different in quantity.

He thought that someone would pull him up against him in the dark at night.

unfortunately

It's been two years.

Nothing at all.

He lived in such a simple but oppressive way. He didn't even dare to look in the mirror, because he knew that his aging speed must be scary in the past two years. He doesn't go out to eat because he knows that his voice and walking posture will attract people's attention sooner or later, and he doesn't dare to make himself familiar.

He is now able to cook a bowl of noodle soup very delicious, sometimes he even thought, if one day when the silver in his hand is almost spent, is it possible to go out and set up a snack stand on the street, the business must be good.

A person has been alone for a long time, and thought is the only companion.

When lying in bed, he will construct stories in his mind. Sometimes when he thought of a particularly wonderful plot, he would laugh or even cry. Every boring day and night, what he didn't dare to do was stare at the ground. He was afraid that the ground would suddenly open a big hole and devour himself.

He has thought more than once that someone coming to catch himself may be a relief.

He would smirk at the sky, smirk at the birds on the tree, and smirk at the bugs on the wall.

He wakes up smirking every morning.

Then I said to myself, I haven't been driven crazy, that's great.

Baimian is almost finished and he must go out and buy some. He did not go to the place where the government distributes the food, and he was afraid. Fortunately, the silver that Fang Xie gave him was sufficient in the beginning, and the silver tickets could be exchanged in Chang'an City.

He still didn't dare to go, he just dared to take the jewelry to pawnshop. A while ago, he held a Dongzhu worth ten thousand yuan in the Taiping period, and exchanged it for twelve hundred and twenty silver in the pawnshop. This was already a high price. At that time, the pawnshop owner didn't look right at him, and definitely suspected that he had stolen it. So Mu San didn't stay for more than a second, and left quickly after carrying silver.

If he wasn't smart enough, he would be killed by the pawnshop on the way back.

Every time he didn't dare to go to the same shop, he even hesitated to go through the city carriage to the other side of the city. Even if he bought noodles and oil, he would not be in a nearby shop.

When I woke up in the morning, the west star that fell last and the brightest star in the dawn was still there. Mu San got up, cleaned himself up, and punched in the yard after washing. He played without any rules and seemed to have no power. He figured it out by himself. He knew it wouldn't work, but he forced himself to practice every day and run around the yard for half an hour. He had to make himself run at any time, and he had to run. It's fast, so you need a good body.

The sky just turned on when we went out, and Mu San was going to travel while there were few people. In the past two years, he has felt more and more troublesome about his male or female body. If a person with a close look at him carefully, he can see his flaws.

He is no longer the little **** who talked to Master Xiaofang for the first time when he found his way in Tai Chi Palace. He was almost twenty years old. At this age, he should have had a beard and a throat, but he didn't. He didn't even have thick pores on his smooth jaw.

Can only avoid people.

Try not to see people.

He doesn't need a map. Although Chang'an City is large, he has traveled too many places in the boring two years. He has a map of Chang'an City in his mind.

The price of a carriage ride through the city is already ten times that of the original, and not many people can afford it. But those who rushed to drive did not dare to lower the price, because the silver now is far inferior to the silver of a few years ago. Previously, one or two silvers could order a table at the best restaurant, but now one or two silvers can only feed his sister-in-law for a few meals.

People are listless, as are bitches.

Mu San made the money and got into the car. He closed his eyes and slept when he said an address. The carriage moved slowly, he was not in a hurry, so he did not rush.

After a full hour, Mu San opened his eyes. Counting the time, we have reached Twenty-three East Street. The carriage really stopped, almost synchronized with Mu San's open eyes.

He is used to going around here every day to see if there will be gains. He would not ride in a carriage if it was not for rice noodles. Because he was carrying a pack of silver, the law and order in Chang'an is now controlled by the military so that there will be no riots. As for the hours of robbery in the street, Chang'an Mansion, which has been unable to open the bank for a long time, will not control it, and the military people are too lazy to manage it.

He was actually ready when he got out of the car, and still found nothing today.

But he was wrong.

There is an extra snack stand at the entrance of the shop in East Twenty-three. It ’s two couples. It looks like the honest and gentle man, while the female is somewhat profitable but good.

When Mu San saw that man smiled at himself, he suddenly wanted to cry.

I especially want to cry.

...

...

"I thought I had started to stink."

Mu San sat down and asked for a basket of buns.

"Not a bowl of hot noodle soup?"

The boss asked.

Mu San shook his head: "Mo said to eat noodles, and now I just want to vomit when I mention the word noodles. In the past two years, I have eaten noodles that others have eaten all my life. Sometimes I cook them without oil and salt. I couldn't help but think, maybe eating **** is more flavorful than eating noodles like that. "

The vendor owner smiled: "I do n’t need you to say, I know how you spend every day. You do n’t see it does n’t mean you do n’t. There have never been fewer people around you in the past two years. I can tell you like this, you think Life after two years is not as good as death, so those who have protected you for two years in the dark have been working harder than you. "

Wooden Trinity, he really did not expect that someone has been protecting him around these two years.

"At least you have noodles."

The boss sighed very lightly: "But what about my brothers ... do you know what a brother under me says about you? He said he saw you look so nervous every day and he couldn't wait to smoke You slapped seventeen or eighteen. "

"If he comes to slap me, I will thank him ..."

Mu San gave a bun to his mouth and found that it had only a piece of meat the size of his belly.

"Your business is getting more and more ridiculous."

He says.

"Pooh"

The boss took a sip: "You go to another place to eat and eat. My meat filling is twice the size of other people's homes, but the silver is as much."

"How much is a basket of buns now?"

Wooden three asked.

"Three or two silvers"

The boss was a little bit dissatisfied: "There are fewer and fewer people who can afford to eat. Even the middle-aged people are already poor and ca n’t open the pot. If it ’s not the government ’s fixed-rate food distribution, I do n’t know how many people are starving to death. I saw a few days ago To a businessman who was once a little-known in Chang'an City, and lined up with the people to collect food, it is said that the previous homes have been sold. "

"Sometimes this fate can't be imagined. Those who do big business can't buy or sell without going to the city. Instead, we can do better in small businesses."

Mu San sighed: "You appear in front of me, not just to get a sense that you are very moist."

"There is a key in the drawer in front of you, which is in the shop behind me. It was dug under the second floor tile in the door. There are a lot of silver tickets. It's okay to come out with tens of thousands of silver. I will arrange for someone to go with you and go to a few more money exchanges. Then go to the rich households to collect jewelry ... "

"Doing business?"

Mu San couldn't help asking: "I waited for a long time, was this what I was waiting for?"

"Why isn't your temper calm down?"

The boss gave him a blank look: "From tomorrow on, you will be the messenger of the Black Flag Army in Chang'an City ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Go to those courtiers and adults who don't need to bring gifts at their home, they would like to treat you well. But go If you have a general in the embargo or other army, you still need to bring some gifts. "

Mu San's eyes brightened: "The prince is here?"

The boss hehe smiled: "Here, he has hit Gyeonggi-do now. Gao Kaitai's soldiers can't stop the hero's division. It won't be long before the hero will be sent to the city. How much credit you will have will depend on your time. Performance. "

The boss sat down and ate with Mu San.

"You have eaten yourself, what else do you sell?"

Wooden three asked.

"Sell a fart!"

The boss stretched his body and looked back at his wife: "In a moment we will go to the ready-to-wear shop and buy some good clothes to wear. After that, the two of us will be your personal guards. You don't have to hide to meet those people Those big men dare not expose you. People who just avoid the Iron Armor Army ... After all these years, I can finally figure it out, and you want to vomit when you smell the noodle soup. Why do n’t I cook it until I vomit? "